We all know that Robin wrote Regina months of letters, and that she locked them away in a drawer. Well they weren't forgotten about, in fact they were cherished.

The Letters

It was six years later that she found them. One day, while going through her mother's desk the young princess opened the drawer that Regina had sealed with blood magic. She found the letters that her father had written to her mother. She saw the tearstains, and she fingered the creases in the paper lightly. They were soft; she didn't know paper could be soft. She didn't know what they were, but she could tell they were special.

"Hope?" Her mother's voice startled her. "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry Mama, I was just playing."

Regina realized what her daughter was holding and her eyes went wide. Since the moment of her birth her little, dark haired princess hadn't used any magic, and here she was holding the letters Regina had hidden using blood magic that only Hope could have broken. "Can I have those please?" She held out her hand for the letters. They were not something that she wanted her baby girl playing with they were too special.

"Here go." Her toothy grin was enough to stop her mother from scolding her, instead Regina sealed the letters back in the drawer and drew her daughter onto her lap. "Hope, can you tell Mommy how you found those letters?"

The girl looked up at her mother for a moment and then she smiled. "Like this!" She scooted to the edge of Regina's lap and waved her hand at the desk. A silver light shone for a brief second and then the hidden drawer opened. When she turned around to look at Regina Hope was confused. "I'm sorry Mama! Don't cry!"

The tears streaming down Regina's cheeks were ones of pure happiness. Not only did Hope still have her powers, but based on their color they were just as Light as Regina's were now. She laughed and hugged her baby close. "I'm not mad at you princess. Mommy is just so proud of you!" It was that moment that Robin walked into the office to find his wife crying and snuggling their little girl.

"Regina?"

"They are happy tears I promise!" She kissed her baby's head and set her down. Making her own way over to her husband. He wrapped her in his arms as he waited for an explanation. "Her magic is making its appearance, and its silver."

"Silver?"

"Its pure, Light magic. Robin I was so nervous! I thought that somehow I had drained all of her magic into me and left her powerless, or worse Dark." She buried her head in his chest.

'Darling, you know that couldn't have happened…" He was trying not to laugh at his wife's needless worrying. After all, he didn't want to upset her. "Regina she's perfect," he pulled her away from him so he could look in her eyes, "Just like her mother."

That earned him a playful slap on the arm, but it was worth it. He kissed her forehead before she turned in his arms to face their five-year-old daughter. Together they watched as she played with her magic, causing lights to dance around her fingers. Tears were rolling down Regina's cheeks as she whispered softly, "It's so pure, so beautiful. I pray nothing ever corrupts that."

He gave her a gentle push in Hope's direction, "Then don't let it." She looked over her shoulder at him curiously, "Teach her. Show her right from wrong. Eventually tell her the truth, show her everything. One day tell her about the Evil Queen, and the Savior, and show her just how strong Light magic can be." He blew both of his girls a kiss as he left the office.

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Later that night, after they had put the kids to sleep and Regina had gone to bed Robin was sitting in the den, writing.

My Dearest Hope,

It has been almost six years, but today you used your magic again. It was beautiful my darling. The pure, Light that you held in your tiny hands was enough to bring your mother to tears. I hope that you will grow to use your gifts for the good of all. You have been blessed my dear, with a gift, and a loving family that will help you to realize it. Today is the day that your future, should you care to embrace it, truly begins.

I told your mother this afternoon, and I am writing this to you now, so that by the time you read this, if you don't already know you might ask her. Ask her about the Evil Queen; ask her about how she came to be. Have her tell you her story, the story of your eldest brother, and the story about you. Have her tell you about Aunt Snow, and ask her to share stories about Aunt Mal. Try not to judge her because she is doing everything she can to make sure that you never share her fate.

I love you my treasure.

Forever,

Your Loving Father

Robin sealed the letter with his ring, and as he had done on every special night since Regina had told him she was pregnant he kissed the letter and set it aside. Breathing out a deep sigh he stood and made his way across the room to where he had hidden them. One letter for every time something special had happened. Her first steps, her first words, her first day of school, every first she ever had, plus so many other things. And now, her magic, the first day she truly controlled it. It was a letter day.

One day he would give them too her, much like he had presented Regina with his letters to her. One day, when she was ready. Maybe after a fight with her mother, or maybe the day she leaves them to be out on her own. Maybe the day she has her first break up, or right before he walks her down the aisle.

One day she would get to relive her life through his eyes and see all the wonderful things he loved about her. Until then, he would keep them hidden, locked away where no one knew they existed. He would never share them with anyone but her, for they were full of Hope.